Olm had barely got Spider inside his hut, when there was a timid knock at the door. Sighing, he opened it to see a young mudokon he didn't instantly recognise standing outside the door. "Yes?" he said irritably.
The messenger hesitated. "Cho'yo says he needs you in the Jail, quickly."
"What for?"
"A couple of strangers in a bad shape, possibly aggressive."
Olm sighed. "Okay, tell him I'll be down as soon as I can, I'm attending to Spider."
The messenger nodded and ran off without another word. Olm checked that there was no-one out in the street, then went to the top of the stairs down to the cellar.
"Jase," he called, "I need you!"
Jase flew up the stairs and whistled a question.
"Just look after Spider until I get back, okay? Make sure no-one sees you, but also that nothing happens to Spider. And if I'm gone longer than 2 hours, give him a shot of antitoxins every 2 hours, okay?" Jase buzzed. "Good." Olm went to pack up a medical bag. Remembering what the messenger had said about the strangers being aggressive, he packed some sedatives and suppressive drugs as well as the usual gear, then left, locking the door behind him.
[ August 19, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]
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